Chapter 1

"Get back to work!" The familiar sense of something thrown in my direction, followed by my head dodging to the side. Walking towards my workstation, the collar around my neck and the chain clings and clangs against the metal floor. I can't say I'm smart, but so far that put me at a good enough spot to be bought.

Because apparently humanity or whatever race is at the top, said "Screw it, let's bring back slavery." And apparently it is a thing, because it's been five years since I became aware of my surroundings and this guy bought me. Thank god he's into dudes because buying a little girl it's extremely creepy.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm going." Returning back to paying attention to repairing the circuits in the robot I'm meant to repair, my hands moving deftly as the final touches came done. Nights of working on how to make a robot follow a path relying on its sensors and a program. Luckily this robot is easy enough to repair because it got blasted by a, hear me out. A blaster bolt.

As in blaster bolt, literal plasma being shot like bullets. it's not hard to repair because this robot is standard pilot robot, one of thousands that have been made and our stock of parts is endless. 'Now comes the hard part. At least there's no power running through this.' "OUCH!" A spark tazed me. I heard laughter behind me.

Which reminds me of the other part of this misery, a weird looking aliend that has his mouth open that looks like a squid with human skin and four tentacles sprout from his face. His hands are three fingers and he's a major asshole, he makes sure I'm working and no breaks.

"Ha! That's what you get you filth, no breaks! Now back to work." I felt anger in me rise as I stand up back on my station.

It's been 5 years since I was born... again, I assumed that all I had to do was have fun in a new life, marry rich and don't care about life but apparently that was too much to ask. With a sigh I finish up the robot and look down at my hand that's bleeding from the zap. Connecting it to the charging center and the tablet is connected displayed its fully operational. Pressing the command to turn it on, it sprang to life on the table it was on.

"Droid, walk that way to him for orders." The robot only nodded and walked towards squid face.

"Master, the droid is done. What is next?" I said as he walked towards the robot.

"Meh, mediocre as always." The door opened as a man walking inside, I say man because he looks human-ish, he has normal looking skin but his head has horns that look sharp.

"Mandalorian is my droid ready?" The man asked.

"Yes, this way..." I think that's the second time people call my owner "mandalorian" maybe its a reference to that TV show I didn't watch that had a baby yoda. Maybe he looks like the main character, because this is the future, from the amount of tech that has gone through my hands. Man, aliens are a thing that we interact with every day and we have tablets that are just transparent glass... and slaves are a thing.

"Get out of here, you're done for the day." Squidface said as he delivered a kick to my back, not before laughing. Through gritted teeth, I stood up and made my way to the basement latch. At least there is one thing that keeps me sane during this life, is that I can sense where people and things are located as well as everything around me, it's all connected, like the plants outside are connected to the air, the air connected to the wind and so on, it's all connected. When I close my eyes it's like seeing a highway of energy every time I close my eyes. Its peaceful and a way to ignore the pain from hunger, the bleeding in my hand gets healed as that energy passes through my body.

I wonder if one day I'll be free, if there is more than this store out there? Am I supposed to be here and spend my life rotting in this store under these 2 fuckers? Will this collar with a bomb ever be removed from my neck?

The answer to all those questions is easy. I don't know. My life consists of learning to build and repair droids as well as blasters from dusk till dawn. One thing is for sure, I'm sure as hell not staying in this place, I dream about killing my owner and kicking squidface to death. Gruesome, yes, but these two deserve it.

Which brings my attention to my side project, before I could do anything. The familiar sound of boots brings me out of my thoughts as the hatch that keeps me here opens.

"Alright brat. I have an important meeting! So stay silent or else." He said as he pressed a button on his wrist computer, which made pain flare up as volts of electricity made me groan in pain, I can't scream or else it will be harsher. After ten agonizing seconds of electricity running through my body stopped; left me coughing and groaning silently on the ground of this dusty basement that is just big enough for me lie down and have a lot of space to stretch and a small bathroom. The rest of the space is occupied by abandoned junk and discontinued pieces of bots and blasters.

"Remember who owns you." He said again as if to prove he's superior, he just threw a bag of rations at me and a bottle of water. I groaned in pain as the bottle hit my back, as I made my way to where I sleep, a "bed" or what is just a small mattress. Lying down I begin to focus on healing, it helps to ease the pain. I got better a few months after discovering that I'm connected to the world, after thirty minutes of healing, my body is able to move again I come back to my side project.

Moving the mattress by making it stand on its side I scurrying into the small place that I discovered, it's a small latch, that leads to what was going to be a second basement or something else. Don't know don't care, from this side its just a square of metal on the ground, like a 1 meter by 1 meter that leads to a patch of dirt. The only issue is opening this hatch, or it would be if it wasn't for how I open it.

All I have to do is make a suggestion to that energy that is always there to do it by itself with a little push from me of course, it's like telekinesis, with a flick of my wrist and a the feeling of that energy forcing the lock to open. Carefully moving the hatch so it doesn't make a noise that covers the hole I made to retrieve it.

Which is a bag with an old notebook that has my notes of everything I know, from my previous life, I ponder as I remember the word Mandalorian, this time as I begin flipping to a few pages I find it. Mandalorian, TV show about star wars, then comes everything I knew about Star Wars. WAIT! STAR WARS? Jedi, Sith, Droids, Battlefront... OH fuck I got motherfucking sent to this shit hole. The force.

Closing my eyes, I look at the energy around me. 'Are you The Force?' I can't help but ask as I feel my body itself being empowered as every fiber of my being is just attuned to this energy that flickers in front of me, while my eyes are closed I'm sensing as if it's like remembering the name of a good friend that you weren't in touch after a long time. But that friend is someone so open and emotional that it celebrates you remembering their name.

I can't help but smile as the world spins around me, my vision expands as I'm not just able to feel everything but I can see my owner upstairs gambling, I could even throw him into the air, Squidface is just drinking. A little mischievous smile makes itself known on my face as I just break one leg of the chair after a request to the force, that suggestion feeling my emotions of mischief makes it easier as the chair breaks, Squiface falls to the ground as his drink ends up all over him.

My laughter fills my ears. I hate being in this universe, but the force is beside me. I'm not sure if every Jedi feels this way but, this is awesome. The force is like a companion that never leaves your side and is always there to support you in everything you do. A ride or die friend, looking closely at my companion they feel like there is darkness and light, but balance as well. It's almost as if I can change how my friend acts depending on my actions... huh, that got really deep.

Taking a really deep breath, the force around me flows in, out, around me, stays still and moves all over the place, free of everything, yet opting to stay tied down to someone, not wanting to be alone. Opening my eyes I freak out as I'm currently floating a meter above the ground. "SHit" My body falls into the small hole.

"One day we'll be free my friend." I repeated out loud what I tell to myself every night. Turning my gaze at the notebook on the ground I begin to slowly place everything in the hole, the notebook should be safe. But as I gave a last glance the way towards the notebook, my eyes focus on the dirt something calls my attention through the force. It's like someone is tired from yelling at me, like it ran for days on end without water while yelling, its calling me as if I had everything they needed.

Slowly I push everything out of the way and look into the dirt beginning to use my hands to dig into the dirt, after feeling it approach me, calling on the force to help me get it out, I begin to sweat profusely as that thing is too heavy and hard to pull, after twenty minutes of constantly pulling using the force , ever so slowly I pull that thing. 'Its answering.' When that thought finished that thing comes my way faster until the dirt moves by itself.

Opening my eyes not noticing I closed them I look closely and see a crystal, it's white almost like a diamond. 'WHOA, that's cool' I grab it and take it in my hand. Looking at it, it's quite big. As I close my hand, it answers through our connection as if thanking me.

"You're alive." I look at it closely as it answered. "Hello friend. I am... hmm." I rubbed my chin. "I don't know who I am, I don't remember my name. But I think you're the same as me." I feel how it hums in agreement.

"Well... then we're in this together. I am not good at names as you can see... or well... feel?" The crystal in my hand feels like it giggled.

"At least you appreciate my humor. One day. One day you and I will be free. I can feel you want to go out into the worlds out there. Me too." I closed my eyes as held it in front of me. "Then I promise. You, me and the force will be free from this place and we will do whatever we want. You in?" I felt both the energy around me hum in agreement as the Cristal felt happy at this promise.

Looking around out of the corner of my vision I can see a small chain that looks like a collar. It's calling via the force clanking slowly, no, not calling the force is actually using it to call me pointing me that way.

Answering the call and as that happens other things begin to call to me. Like group of friends noticing each other after a long time as they come closer. With the crystal and me being the reason they're reuniting.

It begins to try and assemble each piece that came from this garbage storage room. It wants to assemble, the force is telling me to. I reluctantly accept the call this time as I have to let the crystal go. The force eases me as I open my hands and the crystal slowly goes towards the pieces floating our way, saying to me that he'll be fine.

Slowly what I think is happening takes form but instead of taking a regular saber. It looks like a staff. I see the button that calls me, I can feel the crystal begging me to press it. Every fiber in my being tells me to do it and I obey surrendering to the call.

"SSCCREEHH" the saber comes to life in my hands and opening my eyes that I didn't know I closed, only for my eyes to widen as I see a spear that has what looks like a Chinese blade at the end as its pink color fills the room. But what calls my attention is that the blade itself looks like it has stars on it, the starks move as I move the blade from side to side, as if I can only see a piece of a painting through the blade. 'What was its name again? Globe or something? Oh well crystal is happy.' The pink glow fills the room. 'Did it really have to be pink? What did pink even mean? Oh well. It's actually cool. Unique.' From my hands it extends and makes one big curve as if it was the blade, while on the back of it has the same edge, but it makes a curve at the end. 'GLAIVE! THAT WAS THE NAME!'

Looking to the other side of the Lightglaive, taking notice that a small spike comes out of the bottom. 'This is awesome. I stand up and it adjusts to my height. It's pretty big since I began to clean up and makes good exercise with the force. My connection with the Glaive feels like we're one, the swings get faster. It never leaves my small hands as I begin to twirl it around me.

I feel the force guide me, as well as the crystal and glaive, as I twirl it, my hands feel like someone is guiding me I start slow. But as it slowly begins to get faster, until footsteps sound in my ears.

"Shit." I grab the handle and turn it off, the staff retracts itself to look like a small staff, throwing it into the hole beside the notebook, followed by using the force to close the hatch slowly and throwing the mattress with the force I launch myself on top of it.

"Brat you're making too much noise!" Master opened the hatch. I'm lying down face up.

"I was cleaning."

"Tsch, just shut up. Let me sleep!" He threw a bottle of booze at me; this time I didn't dodge I know that if he comes down here I won't be able to move for a while. The abuse ends 30 minutes later as electricity stops running through my body. The force helps by healing me as the bottle hit my forehead which left me bleeding. "You're not eating tomorrow." I can only groan in pain as he closed the hatch that leads to the basement. He left. "Red and white... they make pink... Huh... pink." With the image of the pink blade gleams in my mind as I fall asleep with a smile on my face as the recomforting prescience of Force heals me.

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SO HERE IS THE NEW STORY! IT WILL BE LONG AND FUN, AS THE MC AND EVERYTHING AROUND HER MAKE A FUN ADVENTURE!!!

EXPECT REFERENES, FUN KINGDOM BUILDING AND OVERALL A SMARTASS MC. BUT I'M SURE YOU WILL LOVE HER AS MUCH AS I DO.